Chapter 416

Vivian Laurent spoke coldly, "I'll make her kneel and apologize to you. Name your terms."

Killer arched an eyebrow. "You won't let me go to her, but you'll bring her to me?"

"Her coming to apologize shows remorse. You seeking her out would be revenge." Her tone left no room for doubt.

Killer studied Vivian. "How can you guarantee she'll come?"

"She'll come." A frosty smile curled Vivian's lips.

Killer observed the woman before her. Fiona Grandelle had been a fool for trusting too easily. But Vivian was no Fiona.

A knock interrupted them.

Vivian checked the peephole before opening the door. Sophia Evans stood there, disheveled, her nails digging into her palms.

When Sophia saw Killer's scarred face, a flicker of vicious satisfaction crossed her eyes.

Serves her right! Who told her not to wear a mask properly? She even took it off when the hot water was splashed on her.

Hidden in her bag was a sharp comedone extractor. Today, she'd make Vivian taste the agony of disfigurement too.

"Planning to stand there like a statue?" Vivian broke the silence.

Sophia forced tears to her eyes. "I... I came to apologize."

"Then begin." Vivian crossed her arms.

Sophia lowered her head to hide her murderous intent. "I'm sorry, I—"

"Wait." Vivian cut her off. "I said kneel when you apologize."

Sophia's head snapped up. "Vivian! I'm a celebrity! You expect me to kneel?"

Vivian kicked the back of her knees without hesitation.

Sophia collapsed onto the floor, her face pale with pain.

"You agreed to the terms yourself." Vivian looked down at her.

Biting back humiliation, Sophia decided to play along for now.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have thrown water on the plane... Please forgive me..." She feigned sobs.

Killer let out a cold laugh. "Forgive you? You're not worthy."

The icy tone sent a jolt through Sophia. This composed woman bore no resemblance to the lunatic from the plane.